After you have been hurt?
I searched all over Neo
Felt every inch of her skin
Prodded her in all the possible hiding places
Turned her body upside down
Got her screaming during the examination
But I could not find love inside her.
I opened an account at the florist shop
Flowered the next two dozen examinees
Marinated them in salted baths
Turned footpaths into moonlit lovers’ highways
Debushed the wilderness with tented soirees
But I still could not find love.
Does anyone know where love goes,
After you have been hurt?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem